LOGINTHIRD PERSON’S POV The silence didn’t last. It never did. Because Aurelia didn’t come to blend in. She came to be seen. Another step echoed through the hall—slow, deliberate, unhurried. Theodore’s hand remained firmly intertwined with hers, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin in a gestu
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV The air inside the Ashford estate shifted after that conversation. Subtle. But unmistakably heavier. By evening, the house that had been filled with laughter and celebration began to feel… structured. Controlled. Directed. And at the center of it all— Janet. “Mov
THIRD PERSON’S POV For a moment… Theodore said nothing. He simply stared at her. Not shocked. Not confused. Just… staring. Then— A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. “Oh,” he breathed, almost impressed. “That’s evil.” Aurelia’s lips curved, pleased. “Thank you.” He let
THIRD PERSON’S POV The word storm barely covered it. It was more like walking straight into a battlefield… unarmed. Theodore stood frozen for a solid second, the color draining from his face as reality slammed into him. Aurelia’s father. The man who had built an empire from nothing. The man wh
THIRD PERSON'S POV Silea didn’t even flinch. Not a blink. Not a stutter. Just a slow, almost amused smile tugging at her lips as she adjusted the shawl draped over her shoulders. “You’re overthinking again, Owen.” Her voice was soft. Too soft. Controlled. Practiced. Owen’s jaw tighte
Downstairs, his parents waited in the formal sitting room, the one reserved for important guests. His father was immaculate in a charcoal suit, jaw set, eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night of emergency calls to lawyers and PR crisis teams. His mother wore pearls and a black dress, as if attending
𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 I grinned as I watched Silea walk into their house through the hacked CCTV camera... Right now they might be over the moon but what they don't know is that they carried the snake inside with their own hands... The thing is that Silea isn't like me.. She'll never be me.
One day, one of them who always cared about me called.. "Hello Mr Richford... How are you? " "I am fine... I'm calling to check up on you... You see... I heard some whispers in the office.. " I played dumb.. "What are you talking about? " He cleared his voice... Not knowing what to say o
"Aurelia," he said, voice smooth as he pulled out my chair. "You look... incredible." "Thank you." I sat gracefully, crossing my legs, letting the slit in my dress do its work. Distraction was part of the plan. "This is unexpected. Your text was rather... cryptic." He smiled, signaling the waite







